The List Part IV. The Silver Fox edition There should be a word for the way a familiar street looks different after leaving a lover, for how the interior of a car takes on the scent of sex, how the tilt of your head looking over your shoulder into traffic recalls the feel of his lips on your neck. None of this is what you need right now. What you need rig...
[Author's Note: All characters in this story are 18 years or older.] ***** Saturday night finally arrived, and Bob and Jill took their pontoon boat around the cove to Harry and Betty's lakefront home. The couple was on their patio, and came down to the dock to help them tie up. A small spread of cheese and crackers was set out on the patio table when t...
Author's note: This story did not fit into any neat category. There is group and one on one sex (hetero and homosexual) depicted. There is love and there is loss. If your idea of group sex is one guy with multiple women this may not be the story for you. On June 2, 1967 I graduated from high school. The next day I stuck my thumb out in a westerly direction...
Damien Martin had just about had enough of Cassidy Lassiter and her "honey-do" lists of late, so when she told him that she left a list of them on the fridge again, he groaned, ignored them, and poured himself a cold beer this particular Saturday. He was not going to do a thing about them. He had done far too many on his Saturdays of late, and he was fucking...
I woke up a short time later. JC was still sleeping, so I slipped into the living room to check my messages. I wanted to get my plans ready for the vacation. I didn't know what to do with JC. We'd only just met, but there was definitely something there. I really wanted to get to know her better and taking her on this vacation would be a good way to do that....
Chapter 1. My Spotter My name is Jeng. I am 34, male. I am married and I have a family. I teach at a local university. That's all I would like to share about my life in the daylight. This story is not about any of that. This story happened when I went looking for an alternate world ... a world that existed in the shadowy underground of the city, a world tha...
Author's note: This is a 10 part story, with two POV characters. The setting is very mildly futuristic, but mostly alternate dimension. My warnings would be some violence (not particularly graphic), and unlawful characters behaving badly. I welcome all feedback, positive or negative. --- David I think the pettiest thing that annoyed me while growing up,...
I pressed the 'ground' floor button on the elevator and checked my look one last time in the mirror. White button-down shirt, brown leather pants, and brown oxfords... It was a classic, yet contemporary look that the ladies seemed to love. The rain started to fall again. Sunshine all week long. Then, light drizzle all weekend. Isn't that always the way? It...
Prince Mustapha's Palace didn't look like much from the street, merely a large building with high plastered walls pierced only by the gate and a few high windows protected by fretwork lattice. The building was more recently whitewashed than its neighbors and the wooden trim painted brilliant cobalt, but there was nothing to hint it held a modern Seraglio....
His wife had complained, "Why can't you be like other men?" She had shown him pictures of her friend Tania's husband; not just of him but of his cock - not something he had wanted to see at all. Yes, her friend's husband's cock erect and actually in use, inside Tania, poking at her, even spewing on her face; really rude pictures. "That's what I want." She'd...